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02-16-2013, 09:25 AM
Nyx stopped and let the little filly's words sink in. There was a herd here with equines like her! This is what she had dreamed of ever since she had been abandoned. She hesitated. But she had gotten used to a life of solitude. She had been wandering alone ever since she was a foal and had witnessed the murder of her mother. Those memories haunted her mind every day. She didn't know how to be with a herd. What if she didn't act properly when she got there? What is they questioned here background, and asked where she was from? What if they doubted her because of the jagged scar across her shoulder? And this filly was sweet and nice and everything, but could she be trusted? what if this was a trap? Nyx knew that she had to stop thinking like this. This is what she had dreamed of her whole life. Her heart twisted though as she thought of the stallion who had given her this scar. She didn't want her heart to get stomped on again. Though she might meet a stallion who would love her and she could actually have a family. She could raise a foal of her own who would actually love her, and not judge her on her past; on her scar. She savored the thought. She was sick and tired of being alone. The one who other horses threw wary looks at. She knew that she had to do this.
She smiled warmly at the little filly. "It sounds really beautiful and nice there. If it's okay with you, I would love to join!."
She smiled warmly at the little filly. "It sounds really beautiful and nice there. If it's okay with you, I would love to join!."
